Tuesday, 13 November 2012

Wait O'Dear

Time for the rippen and rotten
   to reach their destiny
Little buds and tiny leaves
  all including you and me
Rule the world with Almighty above

Over the time...

Sister flowers spread
  the fragrance of love
Fruit brothers fill
  the needy stomachs
Bloomed with peace
  the society leaves
Once again will flourish
  the lovely breeze

And O'Dear

Grows and grows our family tree in straight
For the time with patience we have to wait.

No comments:

Post a Comment